"Xue Baihu, you go in with this official. Kidnappers, you ...... Well, you take the rest of the people to take a closer look around you. When the official comes out, you will report the situation in detail. Jiang Zhijie originally wanted to take Xue Pingchuan and Li Guizi in, but he saw that Xue Pingchuan's face was pale, and he kept dragging a small flag and whispering, so he simply fulfilled Xue Pingchuan's wish.

A group of four people, led by Cao Wenbing, entered the Right Prime Minister's Mansion from the corner gate on the side of the gate. After walking in the courtyard for a while, Xu Anping realized that he was like a hillbilly, because even from the perspective of later generations, this complex of pavilions and pavilions is huge. However, perhaps due to the fact that the assassination incident had just been experienced, at this time, the maids of the house were all inhaling and hurrying, and there was silence all around, and then the sound of brushing footsteps and the autumn wind caused the buildings to have an obvious solemn and gloomy atmosphere.

Led by a steward-looking man, the group walked through the winding corridor. The air dead wind lamps on both sides of the corridor emitted a dim yellow light, which still looked a little blurry on the ground. As the autumn breeze rises, figures sway in the light. In this solemn atmosphere, even Xue Pingchuan, who is usually nervous, honestly pretended to be his grandson.

Xu Anping followed behind and couldn't help but look at the night. Half an hour is before dawn, and this is the darkest time of the day. He couldn't help but be a little distracted: "Lian'er, Ke'er and Huan'er, are they all right?" Lian'er must still be waiting for me to go back, and nine times out of ten she is sitting at the table dozing off. Ke'er and Huan'er should have slept a long time ago. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth a little.

The steward who led the way said politely and a little stiffly: "Ladies and gentlemen, please stay!" In front of you is the place where the master rests, so please take off your saber and go in again. ”

As soon as Xue Pingchuan wanted to speak, he saw Cao Wenbing in the front waving his hand, and then Jiang Zhijie took off his saber. So he could only follow along, grinding and unwinding the waist knife, while muttering: "It's really a chicken feather as an arrow!" Don't let Lao Tzu catch you in the future, otherwise let your old boy enter the dyeing workshop. ”

As soon as they entered a quiet and hidden courtyard, a person who looked like a personal old family servant stopped them and said, "The imperial doctor is treating Xiangye, you should wait here first." ”

Xue Pingchuan couldn't help but ask quickly: "When will it be?" We are all from the town's Fu Division, and we are here to investigate the case. ”

"Presumptuous! There's no place for you to speak. Go back and see that I don't peel your skin. Jiang Zhijie turned around and shouted, and then apologized to the old family servant and said, "Don't blame the old man! This nephew of mine is young and vigorous, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is, and I will teach him a good lesson when I go back. ”

Cao Wenbing glanced at Xue Pingchuan and didn't speak, and then looked at the servant who still didn't speak.

The old servant glanced at him lightly and said, "Which of the people from outside is not here to investigate the case?" It's because you're from the North Town Fuji that you can wait here. When Xiangye can see you, it depends on when the imperial doctor can finish the diagnosis and treatment. ”

Cao Wenbing frowned and said, "You go and tell Ye Xiangye, just say that Cao Wenbing, the spy department, asks to see him." ”

The old servant looked at Cao Wenbing with some trepidation, after all, it was the shadow of a famous tree. Cao Wenbing's more than 20 years as the commander of the spy department is not false, no matter what you think of him, no one dares to underestimate him. In the capital, he is an extremely ruthless character who can stop children crying at night. Only then did the old servant realize that he had inadvertently caused a big disaster, and whispered in some trepidation: "Big... People, you... Hold on. The little one will go in and report to the master. After saying that, he staggered into the room in a hurry, and secretly exclaimed in his heart: "What kind of evil did I create in my last life, and I actually provoked this plague god." Cao Wenbing is the one who even the king of Hades has to take a detour! ”

After a while, the old servant trotted out of the room again, bowed his head and said, "My lord, Xiangye, please move into the room to talk." ”

"Well, what about the three of them? They are the right men of the official and are specially responsible for investigating the case. ”

The old servant was embarrassed, "This ...... Hmm" He looked up and saw Cao Wenbing's face turn gloomy, and hurriedly said, "Of course we went in together." This group of assassins is really bold, and Xiang Ye also hopes to solve the case as soon as possible. ”

Cao Wenbing said lightly: "Let's go." ”

The old servant secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and secretly made up his mind that it would be better to hide two miles away when he saw this plague god in the future.

Entering the room, the group couldn't help but hold their breath and lighten their steps. The person in front of him who was half-lying on the bed, with a somewhat clear face, even if his head was wrapped in gauze and his chest was bloody, he still looked gentle and elegant was Ye Xiangye. It was this middle-aged man who looked seriously injured that made the officials of the entire court bow their heads to their ears. Even if he is as famous and powerful as Cao Wenbing, he can only stand obediently after saluting in front of him.

After Ye Nanqing coughed a few times, he asked weakly: "Imperial Doctor, if you have anything to say, don't hide anything." The old man needs to know the truth. ”

The imperial doctor stood up with some trepidation, bowed down and said, "The lower officials don't dare." Xiangye's left chest was injured by a sharp weapon, but fortunately, the wound was not deep. If it's a little deeper, it may ...... Also, when Sangye fell, his head hit a hard object. In "Su Wen: The Subtlety of the Pulse", it was said: The head is also the house of shrewdness. Once traumatized, the Ming Mansion is shaken, the Yuan Shen is depressed, and the qi is immediately reversed, and the qi is reversed, and the qi is closed, the qi is stagnant, the qi is reversed, and the qi is detached, and the severe ones will be dizzy, nausea, vomiting, and forgetting recent events. The imperial doctor shook his head and said this, and when he saw Xiang Ye's ugly face, he suddenly found that he habitually said everything, and hurriedly remedied: "Xiang Ye, don't worry!" The situation is not so serious. Xiaguan prescribes a few prescriptions, and if you take them on time, you will get better after a while. ”

Ye Nanqing didn't care about the imperial doctor, and waved his hand to let him and other idle people retreat, leaving only Cao Wenbing and his party. He said weakly: "Wen Bing is here!" Find your own place to sit. Only then did he see a few people behind him, and his eyes swept at random, but he patrolled Xu Anping's body a little more. Then his eyes closed slightly and began to recuperate, as if he had already exhausted a lot of physical strength by what he had just said. After a while, he opened his eyes again and asked, "Wen Bing, are you here to ask about tonight's assassination?" ”

Cao Wenbing stood up and said, "Xiangye, I've heard about last night's incident. These thieves are simply lawless and hateful! I also ask the prime minister to inform him of the specific situation, and he will definitely urge the people of the spy department to arrest them all. ”

Ye Nanqing didn't shirk either, coughed a few times and briefly talked about the assassination that happened an hour ago, and then closed his eyes and began to recuperate.